Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Lu Yeming frowned in pain and let go of her lips. But their faces were still plastered together, their breaths intertwined.

Having been kissed so thoroughly, her lips were now red and swollen.

His lips were shiny as well, a small stream of blood dripping down the corner of his lips from the bite she had just given him. He glared at her with a dark gaze, looking wild and devilish in his overflowing desire for her.

“Let me go, Ping Ping is here. If someone sees us, even jumping into the Huang River won’t be enough to wash off our tarnished reputation.”

“So be it then.”

“What do you mean?”

Lu Yeming looked at her. “When you rejected me the last time, I gave you some time to think about it, so let me ask again, do you want to be together with me?”

Be together?

He had said that he missed her last time and this time he was saying that he wanted them to be together. He was gradually becoming more and more intimate.

Had he suggested something like that so naturally after analyzing her?

Jun Xiqing wanted to laugh but all she did was smile and say, “Lu Yeming, I’m going to break away from you soon, so don’t even think of continuing to bully me in the future!”

She enunciated each word clearly, her voice sweet, yet determined.

Lu Yeming looked at her bright, intelligent eyes. She seemed to be calculating something and appeared to have devised a plan. She said that she was going to break away from him this time and would never let him have his way with her ever again.

A scoff was on his lips before he smiled. He placed his hands on his sturdy waist and said, “You’re really asking for it aren’t you? I’m going to teach you a lesson so that you’ll be more obedient in the future.”

What was he planning to do?

Jun Xiqing quickly sensed that she was in danger. “No… let go!”

Lu Yeming pressed down on her and hugged her tightly, kissing her silky hair softly. “I’m not letting go.”

Jun Xiqing hissed in pain.”No… it hurts… you’re aggravating my wound..it hurts so much…” Jun Xiqing cried out in pain as her brows furrowed.

Lu Yeming slowed down and looked at her with a fiery gaze. Seeing him, Jun Xiqing felt her hair rise from the intensity of his gaze but also understood him at once. He preferred sweet words to strength.

All real men were like that. They preferred their woman to be vulnerable in front of them.

“Lu Yeming, Ping Ping is outside. I don’t want to do it here… go back to your room first and wait a little while… I’ll look for you in your room later…”

Lu Yeming looked at her with his deep eyes, his gaze sharp and bright. “Really?”

Nodding profusely, Jun Xiqing tried to express her sincerity. “Really!”

After a few seconds, Lu Yeming let go of her. “I’ll be waiting for you in my room then.”

Within seconds, he left through the window.

Finally, he had left.

Jun Xiqing turned around, resting her beautiful back against the wall before she sighed. She put her trembling hands into her pocket…

She would break free of him.

…

Dongfang Ruoli was filled with thoughts of that lowly underling Ah Jia. When she thought of how enamored with Jun Xiqing he was while he wouldn’t even spare a glance at her, her blood boiled with rage and jealousy.

At this moment, a beautiful voice sounded out from behind her. “Empress Dongfang, please watch your step.”

Dongfang Ruoli halted and looked back. It was Jun Xiqing.

Jun Xiqing had come.

“Your Highness, you were looking for me?”

Dongfang Ruoli looked at Jun Xiqing’s radiant face. She had no makeup on, yet her lips were red and plump, and she had a face too beautiful for words. It was aggravating.

Jun Xiqing smiled at her, her dimples appearing faintly. “Empress Dongfang, I just want to bring you good news. Ah Jia just told me to ask you to go to his room now.”

What?

Ah Jia wanted her to go to his room?

It was clear what he wanted if he was asking her to go to his room at such a late time at night.

Dongfang Ruoli’s eyes lit up in joy but she looked at Jun Xiqing in suspicion and said, “You’re lying to me aren’t you? I’m the great Empress, so why would I go to an underling’s room?

Jun Xiqing walked forward and batted her eyelashes mischievously before saying mysteriously, “Empress, you’re really not going? This is a rare opportunity and won’t come by again if you miss it. Ah Jia has a great body. Not only is he sturdy and big, he’s full for vigor as well. I can guarantee that he’ll bring you to the edge of heaven.”

Dongfang Ruoli’s body went weak on hearing this and her heart started to tingle. Jun Xiqing saw that she had convinced her and quickly stuffed something in Dongfang Ruoli’s hand. “This is for you.”

Dongfang Ruoli lowered her gaze. She had given her… a whip. “What is this for?”

Jun Xiqing smiled behind her hands and spat out a few words, “To hit him with. He loves a strong woman and being whipped.”

Dongfang Ruoli knew this was also a part of the matters in the bedroom. She got excited just thinking about whipping the lowly underling Ah Jia and making him her pet.

But she wasn’t stupid. There was no way she was going to voice her thought out loud to Jun Xiqing, so she quickly coughed and said in a serious tone, “Your Highness, stop trying to teach me your bad ways. I won’t go, but I’m confiscating this whip. I’ll take my leave first.”

With that said, Dongfang Ruoli kept the whip and left.

Jun Xiqing stood where she was and looked at Dongfang Ruoli’s figure gradually getting smaller. Her lips slowly curved into a smile…

…

In the room.

Lu Yeming took a cold shower. He suddenly heard his door open and someone walked in. His eyes turned amused as he walked out, half-heartedly wiped the water from his body and put on a white shirt and black trousers.

He buttoned only his middle button, revealing his exquisite chest and sculpted six back. With water droplets still on his skin, he looked extremely handsome and devilish.

Lu Yeming walked out of the shower and into his room.

The lights in his room were all off, save for a circle of colorful lights which created a very seductive atmosphere.

Lu Yeming glanced at his room. There was no one here. A set of footsteps approached him. There was someone behind him.

He narrowed his eyes and a crease appeared between his long eyebrows. “What’re you playing at, huh?”

The person behind him swung the whip straight against his back.

But Lu Yeming was no ordinary man, and he quickly reached out with his large palms to grab the whip.

He looked sideways, his gaze dark and chilly. It was Dongfang Ruoli. Dressed in chiffon clothing which was as delicate as a cicada’s wings, it showed off her womanly figure.

Lu Yeming pressed his thin lips together. “Why is it you?”

“Ah Jia,” Dongfang Ruoli said in a saccharine voice, “Who else could it be? Didn’t you tell Jun Xiqing to ask me to come to your room?”

Lu Yeming’s gaze sharpened as he suddenly understood everything.

That little liar.

How dare she persuade him, sweet-talk him and lie to him?

His thin lips curved into a cold smile and he said in a low voice, “What else did she say?”

“She also said that you… liked being whipped. She wanted me to hit you with the whip when I saw you and said that you would like it.”